A Little Space Novels & Stories

The room was small and Anthony Jr. hadn't done anything to make it feel large. He had a twin bed, a massive book shelf stuff with DVDs and comics and a variety of other things, and a large desk for his computers. There was only a couple of square feet of space in the middle of the room to walk around. And that (like everything else in the room) was covered in dirty clothes, Mountain Dew cans, and empty Doritos bags. I had given up on asking him to clean it up.

It only had one bedroom and a small bathroom that couldn’t even fit the both of them in there comfortably at the same time. The kitchen had about a square foot of counter space, and their belongings had to be carefully organized so that they weren't cluttered. It was small to Jessica, who had spent the majority of her life growing up in a small apartment with her parents until they decided to move to the town and they moved into a slightly larger townhouse together. So she couldn’t imagine how cramped it felt to Kai who had grown up with this.

"Are you really that short on money?" Lydia, confused, didn't understand what had upset him this time. "Not at all." Lambert struggled to comprehend. "If you're not short on money, why not rent a villa or at least a three-bedroom place?" "Because it's unnecessary!" Lydia's tone grew cold. "Lambert, ultimately, this is my personal matter. I prefer living in this small space. If you don't like it, just go back!" She wanted a small home because being alone felt lonely, and a larger space would frighten her at night. However, she wouldn't dare express that.

They came through the door in the space of five minutes. The apartment filled. Not overwhelmed. Filled. The specific quality of a space that was small enough to feel the presence of people without being too small to hold them. Victor came last. He was taller than I expected. My father's build. Adrian's eyes in an older face. He looked at the apartment. He looked at the map. He looked at the rock collection. He looked at Adrian. Then he looked at Noah. Noah was standing at the low table. Beside the limestone.

3 years later "Mam are we still rejecting the offer? it's quiet huge" The secretary named Tracy asked her boss sitting on chair with the back of seat facing her "Isn't the contract offering too much for a small company like ours? it's suspicious" Tracy was star struck. SMALL COMPANY????? This company is listed in top 10 biggest companies of whole country. "But mam..." "Tracy clear my schedule for the night and bring me a coffee" Tracy had no room for argument. she politely shook her head and walked out.

“That’s perfect!” Ellen said, “I’m going to find a place to move in. I saw a small studio, rent onl $1,000. It’s a bit far, but let’s go see it.” “How big?” She hesitated. “Five square meters…” In Elaris, space was precious. Without the settlement money in hand, she couldn’t spend freely. Ella shook her head. “Ellen, that’s too small. You can live there, but what about Nina? Let’s keep looking.”

he muttered. A person downplaying something that is a big deal to most people is definitely well-off. How could anyone say that having a library at home is 'not much?' "Anyway, uhm, you could stay here for the meantime. I'm sorry if my place is small but you can never get a decent place here in New York within a budget. I'd say that I'm luckier than most since their apartment spaces are the size of a bathroom." Vida motioned for the couch behind him. "I guess you can sleep on the sofa? You'd have to bend a little since it's way too small for you. It's better than sleeping in a cardboard box though."

This woman iss either really brave, or really stupid. I soon realize that I had again missed more of their conversation but give up because it is obvious that they are talking about me, and not in a good way. I walk over to the tiny loveseat in her sparse living room and sprawl myself across it. My six foot six inch frame barely fits on the tiny little sofa. I wrinkle my nose in disgust as I glance around at the empty spaces in her tiny living room. Doesn’t the Crescent Moon pack have loads of money to where she shouldn’t be living in such squalor?

I lowered my gaze and looked at my foot, it was swollen but I wasn’t feeling pain, I sighed. “So it’s two beds?” He moves his gaze to mine before averting them. “Nope…” my eyes bulge looking at him. “Just a small room with a table, and a couch at the end of the room…” “What the fuck? The space is too small.” I haven’t even seen it, from Brake's description, it means the room is small and smaller than the room that he had at Shadow moon pack before he could reply, the elevator door opened and we walked into the lobby, our room was just a few blocks from the main entrance, he swiped the card at the door and pulled the door, “what the fuck?” I curse again seeing how small the room is, it’s smal